So the clone rushed forward and stood in front of Wuyun.
Her white clothes were still spotless, and her face was so beautiful that she looked like an immortal.
"Master, the leader has her own plans. You can't go there."
"Please move aside, benefactor. The leader is so kind and righteous. She saved me from danger. I cannot abandon her."
When it comes to stubbornness, Wu Yun is definitely the first to come up against the worst.
Moreover, the Holy Son of Buddhism hates evil and clearly distinguishes between good and evil. He will not tolerate an evil person in his presence.
What's more, there is a group of evil people in front of him, so he will fight to the death even if it means death.
In addition to wanting to help Di Yange, he also wanted to kill those evil people with his own hands.
"Master, the leader said she can handle those people. Can you wait a little longer?"
The clones were all helpless because they couldn't beat Wuyun.
However, it is not easy for Wuyun to leave.
"I can't wait any longer. She must be waiting for me to rescue her."
Wu Yun said this and tried to bypass his clone and rush towards the Thousand Demon Sect, but his clone also rushed in front of him.
With a bang, the two men collided with each other.
The clone was knocked away, and Wu Yun also stopped.
He looked at his clone worriedly and saw that she was vomiting blood after being hit. After hesitating, he continued to move forward.
The two collided again.
Wu Yun finally couldn't help but speak: "What are you doing? Why are you stopping me? I'm going to save your leader. Don't you want me to save her?"
"I've already told you that the leader doesn't need your help. Could you please stop causing trouble? It was you who just caused trouble and ruined the leader's plan."
Tell the truth while spitting blood.
However, these days, no one believes the truth.
Wu Yun continued to charge, and his clone continued to seek death.
Anyway, if the original body dies, the clone will die too, so let's just die together.
Wu Yun was impressed by the clone's resilience, but he was also a stubborn person.
After a while, the clone's white clothes were stained red with blood.
Although this was just a clone of the master, Mo Changliu, who was outside the screen, was still so shocked that he almost bit his teeth.
"Damn Wu Yun, Master doesn't want you to die in vain. Why do you want to hurt Master like this?"
Yan Wu on the side remained indifferent, but Liu Mu spoke with disdain.
"It's just a clone. It wouldn't feel anything at all. At most, if the clone dies, the original body will be slightly injured. At worst, you can just create a new one. She deliberately made the clone so pitiful. She has ulterior motives."
"Liu Mu, you will regret it sooner or later."
Mo Changliu glared at him fiercely, then looked at the light curtain again.
In the light curtain.
The clone was badly bruised and battered, but still blocked Wu Yun's way.
Wu Yun was even a little afraid to move forward because he was afraid that he would really kill his clone.
"Donor, please let me pass."
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, the clone suddenly heard Mo Changliu's voice coming from not far away.
While she hesitated for a moment, Wuyun had disappeared.
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It's obviously too late to catch up now.
So she could only move closer to the sound.
On the Thousand Demon Sect's side, the arrangement of the formation has reached its final stage.
But if it is started prematurely, it will definitely not achieve the expected results.
The demonic aura must not be allowed to remain.
So Wu Yun can only wish for good luck.
Di Yange constantly urged the demon seeds to improve her cultivation.
This action left the leaders in black clothes and masks dumbfounded.
They hid in the back and couldn't help but say, "This girl is too weird. She actually activated the demon seed to improve her cultivation? Does she know that every time she activates it, she is rapidly depleting her lifespan?"
"What a lunatic. But why can't she be controlled? Never mind. When her lifespan runs out, she'll become my demon too."
"We must catch her. She definitely has a secret."
Several leaders were discussing excitedly there, while Di Yange was killing with great pleasure.
These people had long since had their lifespans sucked out, becoming moving puppets, so she had no pressure in killing them.
When Wu Yun arrived, the Thousand Demon Sect was filled with the corpses of those black-clothed puppets. He couldn't help but admire Di Yange.
He clearly had the same cultivation level as him, but that person was much stronger than him.
Finally, he saw Di Yange surrounded by layers of black puppets.
Di Yange was still jumping around there to deal with those black-clothed puppets, and finally she reached the last few steps of the formation.
"Donor, I am here to help you."
With Wu Yun's joining, the two of them were able to harvest the black puppets even faster.
The man in black who was leading the group felt heartbroken.
These puppets are the result of their hard work over the years.
This time, the losses were heavy.
Just as Di Yange's formation was coming to an end, she said to Wu Yun, "Help me hold on for a bit, I'll be fine soon."
Di Yange didn't expect that he would encounter some trouble at this last step.
"good."
Wu Yun's steady voice made Di Yange feel extremely safe.
As expected, he is the Holy Son of Buddhism, a decent and reliable person.
Almost five seconds passed, but it felt like a century.
The formation was finally completed.
But a scolding voice was also heard at the same time.
"Stop it! If you don't stop, I'll kill this bald donkey."
Di Yange looked at Wu Yun, who had been captured at some unknown time, and found that his condition was extremely bad.
He was severely injured, his meridians severed. This was the price of overdrawing his lifespan and forcibly increasing his cultivation.
This guy, just for a word from her, actually forcibly improved his cultivation.
For those who practice hard, this is equivalent to cutting off their path to immortality.
This moved her a little.
Just because he is so reliable, she will definitely not let anything happen to him.
Di Yange and Wu Yun were captured again, and Mo Changliu and his clone were not in a much better situation.
The clone is not very strong to begin with.
I was lucky enough to save Shui Yan'er when the black puppet caught me off guard last time.
But this time, there were twice as many people, and one of them was not a puppet.
After weighing the pros and cons, she could only watch Mo Changliu being brought into the Thousand Demon Sect.
Liu Mu outside the light curtain couldn't help but laugh: "She didn't save you, did you see that? Mo Changliu, you will never be Yan Mo, she no longer cares about you."
"Nonsense. Master cares most about me. She's just waiting for the best solution."
Having said that, Mo Changliu was immersed in painful memories.
Because of what he did later, he was no longer worthy of being her disciple.
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